Alphabet - Jeffrey Lewis

Late at night cloudy white will creep over my old house

And the chair where I once sat

Someone new is there and he’ll stare at that wall

And we’re all parts of an alphabet

We spell new words in new spots we’re at

And the big, round, blue boat drifts around in the dark

When you feel like a jerk does it make you confused

Like how could you become as awesome as you are

And still feel like a loser

When you feel ugly and petty

Awkward and unsteady

Just try not to forget there’s so many people who’ve liked you

And I hope that the art school enjoys your big drawing of ruin

We’ve all got good things to do and it’s good when we do them

From Austin to Brooklyn

They’re all smart and good-looking

We’re all parts of an alphabet

Spell new words with new folks we met

And the big, round, blue boat drifts around in the dark

And the big, round, blue boat drifts around in the dark

And they say that we’ll drift for awhile until we die

And the sun hits a spiral

It’s a combination lock

And I’m just hoping that I’ll get it open

And that these joys and frustrations are just turns in the combination